Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91213 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“Oh God,” I mutter, and squeeze him harder. “Stop saying shit like that. You make me want to roll over and bare my throat to you.”
Lucas snickers and pulls back to look down at me. “You are fucking amazing. You’ll be fine.”
“I know I will,” I tell him with a confident smile. “I always am, and apparently you won’t let anything bad happen to me.”
“You know it,” he confirms, and I have to admit, that security blanket he’s giving me feels soft and soothing.
“Let’s go out and eat dinner,” I suggest, and damn, I love the way his eyes light up as if I’d just given him the most extravagant gift in the world.
He thinks my time is the most extravagant gift in the world.
“Where do you want to go?” he asks.
“Somewhere close and fast,” I say as I head back to my room to get changed. “Then you and I have some time to make up for in the bedroom. It’s been a long five days without you.”
The air is practically knocked from my lungs when I find myself scooped up in Lucas’s arms and then he’s propelling us through my bedroom door. He takes me straight to the bed, where he sits me down on it and starts taking off my pajamas.
Laughing, I try to push him away, but I don’t really mean it. “What are you doing? I thought we were going to eat.”
“We need to fuck first,” he tells me as he starts pulling off my pants. “You’re right…it’s been a long five days.”
I bat his hands away from me. “Get your own clothes off. It will go faster.”
Lucas grins and we both start stripping as fast as we can. Within moments we’re tangled in the bed and it’s really the only place I want to be right now.
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Lucas pulls out of me and I hate that I feel so empty when he does. But he doesn’t roll over to lie beside me like usual, and instead puts his mouth to my collarbone. Slowly and methodically, he continues to skim his lips over my skin, working left to right and inching down farther along my body. It’s not sexual, but it is worshipful, and I watch him with my breath held in my lungs as he kisses his way down my body, scooting his own down the mattress.
When he reaches my stomach, he lies flat on the bed and turns to lay his cheek right over my belly button. My heart thuds hard against my chest and a warmth unlike anything I’ve felt spreads through me as I realize he’s snuggling up to our baby. My fingers go to his hair and I work them through the thick waves, petting him as he lies on top of me.
After a few moments, he lifts his head and turns his eyes to me. “Your stomach is still so flat. I can’t wait until you get a baby bump.”
I grin down at him. “That probably won’t start until week twelve or so at the earliest, so we still have a couple more weeks to go.”
Lucas tips his face and presses a kiss to my stomach briefly before looking back up at me with a licentious smile. “You do realize that when you get that bump, it’s going to make me hornier.”
Snorting in response, I push away at his head. “Whatever.”
“I’m serious,” he says as he crawls back up my body. “I’m fucking horny right now thinking about your baby bump.”
“You’re horny because you have a naked woman under you,” I point out.
“True,” he admits. “But I’ll be hornier when you have that little bump sticking out.”
“Oh God,” I moan in horror as he rolls off and pulls me with him. “That means more clothes, and that’s not something I want to have to spend money on.”
Lucas holds his silence, and I know this is calculated to keep me in my comfort zone. He knows I don’t want my baby daddy buying me maternity outfits, although I do hate shopping so much maybe that would be okay for him to do.
Even though he’s being respectful and cautious, he still wants to be in the know. “You have any ideas what you’re going to do?”
I don’t mind sharing with him and discussing ideas. “I’m just going to put in applications and résumés wherever I can. I’m not picky at this point, but I am going to try to concentrate in the downtown area so I can at least keep this apartment. I don’t want to deal with a move anywhere, especially not away from you.”
“You’re that hot for me, huh?” he jokes, but I also hear the tenderness in his voice, and I know he understands I’m staying in this area so he can be involved with the pregnancy. He doesn’t have to say it either, but I know if I fell flat on my face, he’d help me stay in this area, and while I don’t want to appreciate that about him, I totally do.